Five-year-old little girl: Mom has thousands of acres of material space

Chapter 269: A Mere Maid’s Daughter
Su Wanwan climbed up from the bed, sleepy-eyed, and asked, "What time is it now?"

Yu Ying'er walked over to help her sit up, poured her a cup of warm water from the coffee table, and replied, "It's just a little after the afternoon."

"It's still so early?" Su Wanwan frowned slightly and couldn't help but sigh. Why was this last day so hard to endure...

She did not take the water that Yu Ying'er handed over, but glanced at the bamboo tube on the coffee table: "Pour me a glass of water from the bamboo tube."

Yu Ying'er paused, her smile a little stiff: "Madam, that's raw water, it's not good for your body, you should drink the water I warmed for you."

Su Wanwan's eyebrows, which had just relaxed, immediately frowned again: "Why, I can't order you around anymore after we leave the palace?"

She turned around and called Yu'er to come in.

"Madam, don't be angry. Sister Ying'er is just concerned about your health." Yu'er hurriedly pushed aside the stunned Yu Ying'er, picked up the bamboo tube on the coffee table, opened the lid, and put it close to Su Wanwan's mouth. At the same time, she winked at Yu Ying'er beside her, asking her to apologize to the madam quickly.

How could they, as servants, make decisions on their master's behalf? What she did was a bit overstepping the boundaries.

Yu Ying'er lowered her head, as if she didn't see the step that Yu'er had prepared for her.

Yu'er was angry at her for not fighting back, so she could only change the subject: "Madam, I heard that the sailors on the ship caught a few big fat fish today. I just went to take a look, and the fish in this season are really fat. You have worked hard these days. When the ship docks, I will take you to a restaurant to have a good meal, and also let your unborn child have a good meal."

Su Wanwan's frown finally relaxed. She stroked her slightly bulging belly and said with a smile, "He's so young, how can he know what to eat?"

After saying that, she looked at Yu Ying'er again, but the smile between her eyebrows faded.

"Ying'er has grown up and her heart is no longer with me. When the baby in my belly is born, it's time to find a family for you."

As soon as these words were spoken, Yu Ying'er, who had been silent just now, fell to her knees and knocked her head heavily on the ground.

"I don't want to marry. I want to stay by my side and serve you for the rest of my life."

Yu'er paused. She even sensed that Yu Ying'er's attitude was a little off. She frowned and said, "Madam is just saying this casually. Why are you panicking? It's not like she's really going to marry you off to someone else... Besides, Sister Ying'er, you're not young anymore. Madam is making plans for you."

Madam has always treated these maids very well. Isn't it a good thing that they can escape from slavery and get married early?
But for Yu Ying'er, who already had some ulterior motives, this was not a good thing.

She whispered, "Madam, please don't marry Ying'er off to someone else. I, I already have someone I love..."

After saying this, she carefully glanced at the lady's expression, but she didn't see any clues from her face.

Su Wanwan just looked at her with a sullen expression, saying nothing.

However, her silence made Yu Ying'er even more frightened. She felt as if her little thoughts had been seen through by the other party...

Yu'er sensed the awkwardness in the air and quickly put on a smile to change the subject: "Madam, why don't you rest for a while? Maybe it will be tomorrow when you wake up after a good sleep."

Su Wanwan then sighed and said, "Forget it, if you don't want to get married, then don't get married. Go down, I want to rest."

Yu Ying'er then hurriedly got up and left the room.

Su Wanwan rubbed her forehead, glanced at the bamboo tube on the coffee table, and said, "Yu'er, don't go anywhere tonight, just stay here with me."

"Okay, I won't go anywhere. I'll stay here with you, Madam." Yu'er smiled and pinched her quilt. "Madam, you've been seasick these past few days and haven't had much rest. Now that you have Madam Jiang's medicine, you'll feel better. Don't be angry or worried anymore."

As she spoke, she tried to explain Yu Ying'er's behavior: "Madam, Sister Ying'er has been busy these past few days and exhausted. It is inevitable that she may not be considerate enough in serving you. I hope you can forgive me."

Su Wanwan lay on the bed, pursed her lips and said nothing.

How could she not know Yu Ying'er's little thoughts?

How could she, a woman as well, hide the look in her eyes when she looked at the prince?
After all, she was the maid who had grown up with her, and she didn't want to tear her face off and attack her openly or covertly. If she could take back that thought, she would just pretend she didn't know. But who knew that her ambition was so big...

Yu Ying'er left the room and walked down the stairs with her head down.

The old woman next to her passed by and greeted her, but she completely ignored her.

She clenched her fists tightly.

Why? !

Why can she only be a maid serving others all her life? Why can she be high and mighty and enjoy being served by others?
Who does she think she is?

Isn't she just a bastard? If the eldest daughter of the Su family hadn't died, how could she have the chance to marry the prince?

Her mother had to climb into bed to give birth to her. She is just the daughter of a lowly maid. What is there to be proud of? Why does she have the right to command these maids so high and mighty?
Yu Ying'er's fingers were clenched until they turned white, but she couldn't suppress the anger in her heart.

She closed her eyes tightly, touched the medicine bag hidden in her sleeve, and the anger in her heart was barely calmed down.

It will be over soon, just bear with me.

Even if such a lowly maid died and her body was thrown into the sea to feed the fish, the Su family would not care.

The person the prince loved from beginning to end was the eldest daughter of the Su family, and she was just a substitute.

Only if she dies, can the prince truly forget that woman...

Thinking of this, Yu Ying'er finally loosened her clenched fists.

She calmed herself down, turned around and went up the stairs again.

Jiang Xiaoxiao lazily lay on the side of the boat to bask in the sun, biting a lychee in her mouth, but her eyes were calmly watching Yu Ying'er walking up the stairs.

Her brows wrinkled almost imperceptibly.

This maidservant looked young, but her eyes were full of calculation and viciousness.

How could such a person stay by the lady's side?
Well, in order to make a living, these wealthy families have to resort to conspiracy and schemes to scheme against others.

Jiang Xiaoxiao shook her head and no longer paid any attention to it.

It was already afternoon. The days were short in late autumn, and it got dark faster than usual.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Jiang Xiaoxiao's gaze turned towards the stern cabin, where some people were coming out one after another, holding freshly baked meals with satisfaction.

She could smell it from a distance.

It's fresh fish soup.

She saw Mr. Bai among the crowd.

It was rare to have such fresh food on the ship, and everyone rushed to line up in the kitchen to buy tonight's meals.

After a while, Mr. Bai stood in front of their door holding a plate of fresh fish soup.